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Jun 2015
I'm standing on the edge
My toes hanging over to see the dark abyss below
I'm ready

Death
Take me away to never be seen again
No one needs me
I'm just a shell
People only keep shells if they are pretty
And I am not.

I'm unnecessary
unwanted.
I'm not good for anything
so why stay ?

Death
Take me under your wing and
fly me away
over the edge
into peace

Let me feel pain for just a moment
then it will no longer be there
I'll feel nothing

No pain
No anger
No hatred
No sadness
No hurt
Nothing.

Only then will I be free.
BethSimpson
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BethSimpson  Yorkshire
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